On Santa's Lap

After giving Hunter and Owen a thorough embarrassing, the duo took their commemorative photo and left without causing anymore trouble. Jason was pretty pleased to see his friends get put in their place a bit and went back to his closing duties. While Jason was putting the camera equipment away, the mall Santa approached him. 

"Those friends of yours were quite the lively pair. Naughty boys are always such fun to tickle. What were their names again?" Santa asked.

"Oh Hunter and Owen, yeah they can be a hand full sometimes, but they mean well." Jason chuckled. 

"Yes, Hunter. And Owen was it? I seem to remember those names appearing on my naughty list quite a few times in the past." Santa recalled out loud as he stroked his beard. "Tell me, my little elf, do you know where those two live?"

"Um, I'm not telling you where my friends live dude, and you can cut the Santa act already. No one is around anymore." Jason said, getting a bit weirded out by this strange old man. 

"HoHoHo my silly boy, who said this was an act? As people grow up and stop believing in me, my magic is unable to find them. I lost track of those two some time ago, but it seems they still need a visit from Santa. Now will you tell me, or do I need to add you to my naughty list?" Santa said with a menacing smirk as he sat back down on the red couch. He raised a hand toward Jason and wiggled his fingers. Jason was sure the old guy had lost it and was about to bail, until he looked down and realized his elf shorts had vanished. 

"Hey what the hell is going on?! This can't be real!" Jason shouted while trying to cover himself.

"Now then, come here and tell Santa what he wants to know." Another wiggle of Santa's fingers and Jason could feel his body being lifted and start gliding toward the couch. 

Santa caught the startled young man in a powerful bear hug before flipping him around and over his knee. Jason's plump bare ass was now perfectly displayed on Santa's lap, ready for its punishment. Santa reached into his coat and pulled out a large red feather duster. He immediately started dusting Jason's bare ass, sending him into an uncontrollable giggle fit. The fluffy feather danced all over his butt cheeks, invaded his crack, and teased his balls. Jason was laughing and flailing his feet around like crazy, his face completely red with embarrassment. He had suffered some intense tickle punishments from his Dad, but had never endured a feather spanking before. 

Santa kept up the assault on Jason's bare butt for some time, until Jason was finally ready to give up his friends' location. With the information his needed, Santa was ready to pay Hunter and Owen a visit. Unfortunately Jason wasn't off the hook yet. Santa stuffed Jason into a toy sack and carried him off. Santa knew his feather ticklish butt would be fun to play with later.